Mirrored Magic
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Romance › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
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996
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8
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Category:
Romance › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
Views:
996
Reviews:
8
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Ditch [] hctiD
I recently got an e-mail asking about the \'[]\' in the chapters, it\'s supposed to be a mirror. :)
Ditch hctiD
Noise filled the school hallways as a new day began, lockers slamming shut, and the normal every day chattering. Tugging on her rough skirt, Elita started walking towards her locker, her breath pausing as she noticed the familiar body leaning against it, as his head turned and his eyes met hers, she squeaked, and then quickly bowed her head and strode towards the padlock. Evan moved aside, but still remained incredibly close, breathing into her hair.
“What are you doing little one?” he murmured, letting his hand comb through her locks.
She slowly turned towards him, her textbook in hand. Raising her head to look at him she lifted up her textbook and motioned to it with her eyes. Quickly bowing her head as some students passed them by, whispering and making snide comments.
Tapered fingers grasped her chin, forcing it upwards, looking into his shining eyes he hissed, “Why do you let them do that?” Elita looked confused.
“The way they…make fun of you…doesn’t it make you mad?”
Elita cocked her head to the side, and looked thoughtful, smiling she shook her head. Breaking away from Evan as the bell rang she was about to make her way to homeroom when a pair of strong arms dragged her so that her back was firmly pressed against his own. Bending his head down he held onto her with one arm, the other coming to tuck back a few errant strands of hair, he whispered, “Don’t leave me, Little one.”
Turning around Elita looked fondly at the commanding boy, and nodded her head. His lips turned upwards into a small smile, and he grabbed her hand and they rushed out of the confining walls. As soon as they had run a good distance away from the building, Elita let out a shriek of laughter and threw herself into Evan’s arms, spinning him around and around, delighted in the rush of adrenaline that was coursing through her body, which only intensified as Evan’s arms folded around her. After a few minutes, Elita’s head began to spin and she let go of Evan, stumbling and falling on the ground. Evan sat down, and stretched out his legs, with a crook of his finger, he beckoned her to come closer to him, complying she let out a startled squeak as he settled her between his legs.
“Little one?” he murmured, nuzzling his face into her back.
Sighing she threaded her fingers through his own and craned her neck, looking expectant, Evan raised his head and looked her straight in the eyes. “Why don’t you speak?”
Elita wiggled and moved her body, twisting it so that her legs stretched out on either side of Evan’s body, she looked him in the eyes and smiled, “Hello.”
Resting his forehead against hers, he spoke again, “Why are you…” Elita pressed her nose against his, a small part of her wondering if she had an extremely rubbery nose “What?”
Wrapping his hands tightly against her body he closed his eyes for a moment and opened them again, kissing the lobe of her ear he gracefully reached in and plucked out a small rose and placed it in her hair. His breath hot against her face he bent down to kiss her neck and whispered, “Why are you the way you are?”
R&R pretty please with black magic on top?
Anon Thank you for the review :) Here have an orchid *gives an orchid* Actually the purpose behind not giving them ages is so that the reader can place them in their own time frame. Obviously their not in university, because of \'homeroom\' but I didnt want to hinder some readers by making them too old or too young.
Ditch hctiD
Noise filled the school hallways as a new day began, lockers slamming shut, and the normal every day chattering. Tugging on her rough skirt, Elita started walking towards her locker, her breath pausing as she noticed the familiar body leaning against it, as his head turned and his eyes met hers, she squeaked, and then quickly bowed her head and strode towards the padlock. Evan moved aside, but still remained incredibly close, breathing into her hair.
“What are you doing little one?” he murmured, letting his hand comb through her locks.
She slowly turned towards him, her textbook in hand. Raising her head to look at him she lifted up her textbook and motioned to it with her eyes. Quickly bowing her head as some students passed them by, whispering and making snide comments.
Tapered fingers grasped her chin, forcing it upwards, looking into his shining eyes he hissed, “Why do you let them do that?” Elita looked confused.
“The way they…make fun of you…doesn’t it make you mad?”
Elita cocked her head to the side, and looked thoughtful, smiling she shook her head. Breaking away from Evan as the bell rang she was about to make her way to homeroom when a pair of strong arms dragged her so that her back was firmly pressed against his own. Bending his head down he held onto her with one arm, the other coming to tuck back a few errant strands of hair, he whispered, “Don’t leave me, Little one.”
Turning around Elita looked fondly at the commanding boy, and nodded her head. His lips turned upwards into a small smile, and he grabbed her hand and they rushed out of the confining walls. As soon as they had run a good distance away from the building, Elita let out a shriek of laughter and threw herself into Evan’s arms, spinning him around and around, delighted in the rush of adrenaline that was coursing through her body, which only intensified as Evan’s arms folded around her. After a few minutes, Elita’s head began to spin and she let go of Evan, stumbling and falling on the ground. Evan sat down, and stretched out his legs, with a crook of his finger, he beckoned her to come closer to him, complying she let out a startled squeak as he settled her between his legs.
“Little one?” he murmured, nuzzling his face into her back.
Sighing she threaded her fingers through his own and craned her neck, looking expectant, Evan raised his head and looked her straight in the eyes. “Why don’t you speak?”
Elita wiggled and moved her body, twisting it so that her legs stretched out on either side of Evan’s body, she looked him in the eyes and smiled, “Hello.”
Resting his forehead against hers, he spoke again, “Why are you…” Elita pressed her nose against his, a small part of her wondering if she had an extremely rubbery nose “What?”
Wrapping his hands tightly against her body he closed his eyes for a moment and opened them again, kissing the lobe of her ear he gracefully reached in and plucked out a small rose and placed it in her hair. His breath hot against her face he bent down to kiss her neck and whispered, “Why are you the way you are?”
R&R pretty please with black magic on top?
Anon Thank you for the review :) Here have an orchid *gives an orchid* Actually the purpose behind not giving them ages is so that the reader can place them in their own time frame. Obviously their not in university, because of \'homeroom\' but I didnt want to hinder some readers by making them too old or too young.